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Midden / Appetite

My mother calls herself our trash heap. She eats what we won’t, grows plump on our leftover eggs, bread crusts, the bitter-hearted lotus seeds we cannot stomach. We have small appetites. Waiting for us is…

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Two Poems from Liz Lampman

Spell for Burning Gender with a line from Elizabeth Bishop   Call on the moon: illuminate! For night recalls the ache of barely kindled flame and I the sweat in which our bodies met— the…

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Two Poems

Interview with Aduri and Translator Shubomoy Haque, Savar, Bangladesh   The Rana Plaza collapse was an accident that occurred on April 24, 2013, in Savar, Bangladesh, in which Rana Plaza, an eight-story commercial building with…

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